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CANT STOP
Don Toliver, Future & Wallie the Sensei
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Yeah, yeah
I just dropped my top, yeah
I can't stop (Cannot stop this shit, nigga)
Don't ask 'bout my fit, it cost a lot, yeah
I cannot stand out
I'm standing in, you know where I'm at (I can not stand)
Ever since I came in, I just put my top down
Okay, gettin' jaded, but I can't feel my face now (Pluto)
Opp ridin' in Lamb' (Yeah), in the suicide, I can't see 'em (Yeah)
I'll be fine, baby, I don't need you
No love, baby, you feel it too, yeah
All in it (Ooh), all in it (Ooh)
I'm just 42 sippin' (Yeah, ooh)
I can't drown in it (Ooh, I cannot drown)
All in (Ooh), all in (Ooh)
I'm just 42 sippin' (Ooh, you know how we comin')
I can't drown in it (Ooh)
Drankin' on codeine and went to the top (Oh yeah)
Bustdown is my watch and I can't see the clock (Oh yeah)
Pull up in foreigns, I'm droppin' the top (Oh yeah)
Turn up my savages, word to Allah
Turn up my shooters
It ain't no more robbin' (Turn up my shooters, oh yeah)
Lil bitty Pluto, niggas ain't no problem (Oh yeah)
She wantеd the Puda, cost me twenty thousand (Oh yеah)
Fresh in the photo, boy didn't need a stylist
I'm Wallie the Sensei
Took his bitch on the weekend, get her back to him Wednesday
And I got a problem with spending too much money
That's what my friends say, yeah (Freebandz)
Pulled up in a '23 drop-top, woah
Bad bitch, ass out in a crop-top, yeah
I ain't even ate and I'm still shittin'
I won't make her my bitch, but I'm still hittin'
Fuckin' on queens, but I ain't from Great Britain
I'm all in her stomach, I ain't fittin'
That bitch told me, "Slow down," but I ain't listen
They be like, "You a king, you need to slow down,"
I'm drinkin' that lean, I'm still sippin'
Drankin' on codeine and went to the top (I drop my top)
Bustdown is my watch and I can't see the clock (Oh yeah)
Pull up in foreigns, I'm droppin' the top (Oh yeah)
Turn up my savages, word to Allah (Oh yeah)
Turn up my shooters, it ain't no more robbin' (Oh yeah)
Lil' bitty Pluto, niggas ain't no problem (Oh yeah)
She wanted the Puda, cost me twenty thousand (Oh yeah)
Fresh in the photo, boy didn't need a stylist
All in it (Ooh)
I'm just 42 sippin' (Ooh)
I can't drown in it (Ooh)
All in (Ooh), all in (Ooh)
I'm just 42 sippin' (Ooh)
I can't drown in it (Ooh)